I watched in agony as the man's hands would reach around her backand press her soft body to him. One evening towards the end of the honeymoon I sat at... my side table as a newlatin-looking stranger (and yes, he was - quite literally - tall, dark andhandsome) caressed my wife's bare back, pressing her sacred breasts to hisbroad chest. Then I noticed that he was maneuvering Nadia gradually towardsthe darkest part of the disco. I strained my eyes to follow their movements.I could hardly see them. I don't know how I could respect a man who wears pajamas with little pictures of space rockets all over them, but somehow I do." (Prof being so short, he wears boys' pajamas to bed. It's one of the ongoing jokes in his family, as they all keep their eyes open for silly sleepwear to buy for him.) -- "I can't imagine anyone getting us through that ordeal as well as Prof did. Obviously any female would've snapped from being unable to go shopping for four days and not having a cellphone to gossip. ”“Carla, If I start to slow down too much, I want you to”“Sandra, if you ever find walking too difficult, just tell us. We’ll carry you. We’ll use the stretcher if we have to. It would be an honor, and I really mean that.”“Well ... thank you,” Sandra whispered. She took a moment to reflect on all their new abilities from the supplies that had come back with Tom. The new gear included a folding stretcher that had come with the first-aid kit. Sandra opened her eyes and the sight knocked her out. I ordered a cosmo and sat next to him. He was probably about 20 years old. Clean shaven and in good shape. Tanned skin and piercing eyes. Veeerrry sexy. I had my target. We chatted about god knows what for a while, both of us having several drinks. I was pretty buzzed after a while so when he asked if we wanted to get out of the bar I didn't hesitate to say yes.I took him back to my place and we started kissing as soon as my door shut. I fondled his cock through his pants and he was all.